My Chic Life

Why, you ask? This is why:

Bernardo Coppola was Rachel and my Boot Camp trainer at Gold’s Gym. I WAS OBSESSED (see previous post-My Best Gay Boyfriend). So imagine my surprise and delight when I came across this gem while checking out Ryan Reynold’s Angeleno cover for yesterday’s Wednesday Would You Rather. A-MAZING!! Two minutes and twenty-four seconds of the beautiful Bernardo.

Don’t be jealous Chic Readers when I tell you that Bernardo has touched me. Sure, maybe it was just to correct my form while planking but still, awesome. Also, I have seen him dance. Yep. And once he was mad at me for doing girl push-ups with my knees down and he crouched down and whispered in my ear, “Put your knees up or I’ll spank you.” …sigh.

Please enjoy the video and comment all about what you’d like to do to Bernardo. Or what you’d like him to do to you. I know Rachel’s answer- Salsa Dance! My answer is much…worse…so I’ll keep it to myself. 

Enjoy!

Case Sensitive

According to my husband, Vinnie is his friend Paul’s cousin… but I think that might be urban legand. Regardless, I’ve carried one of these things around with me from house to house… too crazy to actually use, too odd to give to charity, too funny to throw out. I found it again in the random box of stuff in our garage… and low and behold Vinnie’s Tampon Case is still an actual functioning company.

Their stuff is pretty great, and while I’m sure some priss somewhere will be offended, I think it’s hilarious!

Period chart… hysterical, don’t they know that’s what we use our pill count for??

The Story

I effing LOVE this song… that’s all I can say.

The Story

 
85 degree night be damned, I turned on the oven!

Last night I decided to make Lemon Cupcakes, and added a little zest (literally) to make them all the more enticing! For those of you who are baking/cooking/home-making challenged, a little jerry-rigged baking is easy and will make you seem like a culinary mastermind!

Regular vanilla box cake mix, whip it up per the directions and add some lemon zest… you’d be surprised how “from-scratch” it makes them taste! Also, added a little to the top of the lemon icing. You can do the same thing with most fruit… strawberries, coconut, orange zest, get creative… worst case you destroy a $3 cake mix, best case you’re everyones hero during tomorrow’s coffee break in the office kitchen!

PS – For those of you following my diet progress, I just want to point out that I baked but did NOT eat these cupcakes. 

WARNING: This post is about feminine things, as in, vaginas. Not sexy vaginas, regular old female anatomy, so if you don’t have one, I’d suggest skipping this particular post.

To-Mate-Oh

Now then, I’ve decided to write a post about my lady business. I’m sure my Mema will choke on her own vomit when she finds out her granddaughter even knows what a vagina is, let alone wrote about it on the internet… but I’m a feminist at heart, and since most of you Chic Readers are too, I’m sure you wont mind.

I was thinking this weekend about the Vajayjay and the great strides it’s made over the past centuries. Vagina’s have their own doctors, hair stylist, products and Tony award winning theater productions… some have names (I’m sure you call yours SOMETHING, some horrible cutesy title your mom scarred it with, like chi-chi or flower) some have decor (Brazilian, landing strip, lightening bolt perhaps) and some even have bling (though I prefer not to think about that). These developments in her persona, whether good or bad are at least examples of women’s ability to own their sexuality, and their sexual organs and that’s a hard won battle.

A battle that gets easier with vaginal inventions like birth control, tampons, whatever pill it is that knocks out a UTI. In fact, one of the most sincere, from the heart, prayers I’ve ever said in my life happened when I was in labor with my first son. The contractions were coming one after another and they were so intense I was positive my uterus was going to shoot out my butt and go screaming down the hallway in search of help. Luckily, the anesthesiologist was ready with an epidural that, literally, within 5 minutes, wiped out all of my pain. In that moment I so sincerely thanked God for the person who came up with the idea for anesthesia, that genius’s invention saved me from ripping my vagina off in an effort to kill the pain!

There’s no real point to this post, except that I was thankful this weekend for all the items I have at my disposal to help keep my lady in shape, and I thought, that womanly thing to do, was make you contemplate your vagina too.

Vest-abule

Would you look at this ginger we found roaming the streets of LA? 

That vest is vintage, leathery goodness… so are the sunnies for that matter. She was just super cool and confident in this outfit and therefore garners a shout out.

Want to pull off something similar? I’d LOVE to pair this old western looking leather vest with a billowy white dress shirt or maybe no shirt at all, just buttoned with a black pencil skirt and some killer pumps. A little too risque you say? Partner, that’s how the West was won!

Send us a picture of yourself or your friends (or enemies for that matter) looking Chic!! mychiclife@chicevent.com

funny bones

I know it’s kinda weird but I have a strange obsession with skulls and skeleton related things. Wait, let me elaborate a little before y’all think I’m some sort of Satan worshipper. Are any of you Chic readers familiar with Dia de Los Muertos? Day of the Dead is a holiday celebrated by Latinos that  focuses on gathering together to remember friends and family who have passed away. Sounds sad, right? Not even! Friends cover graves of loved ones with flowers, their favorite foods, and other fun things their dead friend would have appreciated.

The art that goes along with this holiday is fantastic! It’s bright and colorful and features skeleton’s dancing, drinking, eating, and just being generally merry. I love it. BUT it’s hard to find here in the states and sometimes all I can find are overpriced, crappy imitations…sigh.

no bones about it

Imagine my delight when I discovered Skellramics at a recent art walk while visiting the fam in San Diego. These ladies share my obsession with bones, skulls, and basically just skeletons participating in hilarities. The best part- they are based in The Valley and some local shops sell their goods! 

Their prints and paintings are amazing but they also carry ceramic goods like magnets, boxes, and mugs. Gentlemen, if your lady has any sort of taste, skip Tiffany’s and get her a Skellramics skull ring. That’ll really tickle her funny bone. There are skulls galore on www.skellramics.com. Check them out- they’re spectacularly spooky and absolutely kooky.

No ifs, ands, or BONES about it.